After all, Lin Yuhao is also studying at that school, and Qingyun's words will inevitably damage the image he can cultivate.

"Brother Nie," Lin Yuhao smiled sheepishly, "My mom is going to visit me at school, so I need to get back before she finds out."

Lin Yuhao was well past the age for high school, so he dropped out. When his mother found out, she wanted to make it up to him and forced him to get into high school.

"Xuancheng Middle School, right? I graduated from that school too, so I'll go back and visit."

Nie Chenyuan lied without batting an eye. He had long forgotten where he went to high school, and he only went along because he was worried about Qingyun.

Although Qingyun's cultivation level was unexpectedly high, she had inexplicably shown fear of Lin Yuhao at the banquet. Nie Chenyuan now believed about 80% of Qingyun's words, but Lin Yuhao's cultivation was clearly inferior to Qingyun's, so how did he manage to injure her?

Nie Chenyuan thought of Qingyun, then looked at Lin Yuhao, and inexplicably began to doubt his ability to judge people.

What I thought was weak and cowardly turned out to be powerful and arrogant; what I thought was an open and generous person may have been a venomous snake spitting poison.

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A low-key yet subtly luxurious Bentley pulled up in front of the school. The door slowly opened, and Lin's mother, dressed in opulent attire, stepped out.

“This is enough.” She turned and smiled at the driver in the car, and said gently, “I need to go in and check on Yuhao. He’s only been at school for a few days and he might be a little unsettled. Please wait here for a while.”

Madam Lin always wore a gentle and approachable smile. Although she was over forty, she was well-maintained, possessing both the gentleness and intellect of a mature woman and a subtle girlish innocence. Having served as the mistress of the Qing family for nearly twenty years, she had acquired an air of nobility in her eyes and brows.

This is clearly a woman who knows how to use her own strengths.

Lin Yuhao is nearly twenty years old. He dropped out of school after graduating from junior high school, but his mother felt guilty and insisted on making up for his student life, so she sent him to the best school in the province.

Walking leisurely along the path on campus, Lin's mother reached out and caught a falling leaf, smiling slightly.

She knew, of course, that Lin Yuhao had absolutely no interest in school life, and she also knew that he was probably not at school right now. However, she knew even better what she could do to make Lin Yuhao happy. She had to perfectly fulfill the expectations Lin Yuhao wanted her to have.

Letting the leaf fall, Lin's mother turned her head, but suddenly her eyes widened, her gentle expression freezing on her face like a distorted mask.

"What are you doing here?!"

Qingyun was also somewhat surprised. He had a great interest in the world’s booming technology and was not satisfied with the step-by-step exam-oriented education. So he came to the school today to apply for a leave of absence. He did not expect to meet these people.

Looking at Lin's mother, who was almost frozen in place, Lin Yuhao with a gloomy expression not far behind her, and Nie Chenyuan, who had also come here for some reason, Qing Yunwei gave a barely perceptible twitch of the corner of her mouth.

“I also go to school here,” Qingyun replied calmly to Lin’s mother.